Adjutor
Of all the things Adjutor had been prepared to deal with today. Being sucked into a portal triggered by the use of the Armor was not one of them. Regardless of the teen's expectations, this was what happened, and that was how a black-armored figure ended up falling through a portal and smashing a good portion of the bar upon landing. Adjutor lay there for a moment amongst the ruins of the portion of the bar he'd broken, stunned.
"...Owwww..."
After a few moments, the teen managed to get back on his feet, dusting himself off before giving the demolished portion of the bar a troubled look. One Concept and one Focus Word later, Concept: Repair had the bar completely restored, as if a 149-pound teenager covered in literally indestructible armor had never crashed down on it in the first place.
With that, Adjutor dismisses the Armor to find himself looking at tonight's second surprise. Apparently, his outfit had been replaced by a bartender's uniform, complete with a vest, dress shirt, slacks, and a little crimson bowtie, all silk, of course.
Adjutor takes a moment to look around at his surroundings before simply offering a shrug.
"Okay, this happened. Moving on," the teen said, noticing the myriad selection of alcohol behind him and starting to go to work mixing whatever drinks came to mind.
Emily
The Changeling was about to offer her fellow a reply when she felt herself falling.
With that, a portal of some sort appeared above Lorenzo, out of which Emily fell shortly afterwards with a surprised yelp just before impact took both of them to the ground, Emily landing on top of the pirate and groaning in pain at the rough landing.